Chapter 172 The Newcomer Must Have the Consciousness of the Newcomer

Maybe it was because it was boring to stay on Jinting Mountain, and he couldn't go down the mountain casually. Pan Zhong was naturally curious about the fresh blood.

Ming Shiyin nodded casually.

Pan Zhong smiled and came to Zhu Honggong's side, looking at it a little—

A little chubby, not particularly tall, slightly stupid appearance.

Adorable naive.

It looks like a bully.

"Under Pan Zhong, what do you call your brother?" Pan Zhongtao almost asked.

Zhu Honggong rolled his eyes at him, and was about to go crazy... Ming Shiyin coughed, and he could only swallow it back.

Pan Zhong wasn't stupid either, thinking that Mr. Four could cure this newcomer with just one cough.

He poked Zhu Honggong with his elbow and said, "Newcomer, in fact, Mr. Four is a very talkative person, don't worry... From now on, we will all be brothers."

"Who is your brother?" Zhu Honggong couldn't help but said disdainfully.

Pan Zhong said: "It's not good to talk like this. Fortunately, it is in the face of these four gentlemen. If three or nine gentlemen are there, it will be enough for you."

"..."

Where did this neurosis come from?

It looks like a teacher and a teacher teach others!

Ming Shiyin raised his hand and said, "Work."

Zhu Honggong said honestly: "Oh."

Seeing the female cultivator of Yanyue Palace who was repairing the steps nearby, Zhu Honggong felt a little better and ran over.

Seeing this, Pan Zhong said in a low voice, "Mr. Four, this newcomer is a bit interesting and knows how to work."

"More than work... From today, there is nothing else, he has to stay in the thinking cave."

"Thinking about the hole?" Pan Zhong heard the words, and his heart beat a drum, "It is not easy for Motian Pavilion to accept a newcomer. If the pavilion master does this, isn't it afraid of chilling the hearts of other disciples?"

"Don't worry... not only will he not be cold, but he will be grateful."

Ming Shiyin turned around and left.

Pan Zhong was inexplicable when he heard it. He didn't plan to practice Liuyang Gong, but observed Zhu Hong Gong with great interest.

Zhu Hong Gong is very hardworking, what to do, what kind of hard work and hard work, all won.

After a long time, Zhu Honggong did not complain at all.

When the sun was setting in the west, Zhu Hong Gong sat down and rested.

Pan Zhong walked over, extended his thumb and said, "Brother, you can."

"What do you mean?"

"A newcomer must have the consciousness of a newcomer... I really admire you."

"Small meaning..." Zhu Honggong said quite proudly.

Pan Zhong sighed and said, "I think when I first went up the mountain, I didn't have your consciousness and I was beaten a lot."

"Being beaten?"

"Yeah..." Pan Zhong looked around and said in a low voice, "Brothers, the disciples of Motian Pavilion, all have weird temperaments, and they will cause trouble if they are not careful."

Zhu Honggong frowned.

He looked at Pan Zhong.

"Have a weird temper?" Zhu Honggong asked suspiciously.

"What you saw just now is the fourth disciple of Motian Pavilion, Ming Shiyin. On the surface, he looks very gentle, but in fact he is not human... The third Mr. Duanmusheng is fine, he is the same on the outside, but he doesn't rub sand in his eyes... and , Ci Yuan'er, the youngest disciple of Motian Pavilion, don't be deceived by her petite and cute appearance, this girl is moody and grumpy, you have to stay away from her." Pan Zhong said genuinely.

When talking about Xiaoyuan'er, Zhu Hong was stunned.

Thinking of the scene in Motian Pavilion just now, Xiaoyuan'er really looked fierce.

Zhu Honggong looked at the gossip-looking Pan Zhong,

He asked curiously, "Have you heard of the Evil King?"

"Evil King?" Pan Zhong showed an expression of disapproval and continued, "Motian Pavilion didn't take him seriously, the Evil King is just a title that scares people, he is only in the divine court realm, and even I may not be able to compete with him. Well...you don't seem to be feeling well?"

Zhu Honggong is more than uncomfortable.

There is fire in his eyes.

cough cough...

Ming Shiyin appeared nearby at an unknown time.

His cough immediately extinguished the anger of Zhu Honggong.

Seeing this, Pan Zhong nodded secretly, the newcomer must have the consciousness of the newcomer.

Ming Shiyin said, "Pan Zhong."

"What are your orders, Mr. Four?"

"Seal his cultivation... I thought about it and reflected on it." Ming Shiyin said.

Pan Zhong was shocked when he heard the words, and said somewhat incredulously: "Mr. Fourth, he is just a newcomer, isn't it too cruel?"

"Just do it."

"Yes."

Pan Zhong had to come to Zhu Honggong's side and whispered, "Brother, I'm sorry, bear with it."

Zhu Honggong had no opinion.

Pan Zhong nodded secretly, this newcomer's consciousness is really not ordinary.

In a short time, he sealed all the cultivation bases of all the Hong Kong people.

Zhu Honggong turned to face Pan Zhong, patted Pan Zhong on the shoulder, and said, "Wait for me to come out..."

"Don't be so polite, it's all your own." Pan Zhong said.

Zhu Hong stood up and followed Ming Shiyin towards Si Guodong.

at this time……

A figure in green clothes, Yukong Tathagata, said condescendingly, "Eighth Senior Brother!"

Brother eight?

Pan Zhong turned his head, followed the prestige, and saw the ninth disciple of Motian Pavilion, Xiao Yuan'er, with his hands on his hips, looking down from the sky.

Zhu Honggong stopped, turned around and said with a smile, "Little Junior Sister?"

little sister?

Xiao Yuan'er said: "Master has an order, let me supervise the stick... Fourth Senior Brother, don't forget it."

"..."

"..."

If you still can't understand the relationship between them here, then Pan Zhong's life will be in vain.

Pan Zhong felt that his throat was a little dry, a little astringent...

The eyelids jumped a few times.

Ming Shiyin shook his head helplessly and said, "Old eight... Don't blame senior brother, but don't worry, I will try to keep it."

Zhu Honggong glanced at the little junior sister with a crying expression.

Ming Shiyin pulled Zhu Honggong...

A hammer blow!

The screams like killing pigs resounded throughout the Demon Heaven Pavilion.

Pan Zhong looked sideways, and his heart also trembled.

This is called as far as possible to stay?

Should be doing his best, right?

[Ding, punish the eight disciples Zhu Honggong and get 100 points of merit. 】

Penalty ends.

Because Ming Shi was quite satisfied, he waved his hand and took the old man towards Si Guodong.

"Brother Pan?" Zhou Jifeng came from a distance with his sword on his back.

"Brother Pan, what's wrong with you? With such an ugly face, is it possible that you are sick?"

Zhou Jifeng came to Pan Zhong.

Pan Zhong stared and murmured, "I... I seem to be in trouble..."

at the same time.

Motian Pavilion, in the secret room.

Lu Zhou comprehended the scriptures for a period of time and felt full of energy, so he opened his eyes.

At the same time, he heard the prompting sound of merit reward for punishing all the Hong Kong Communists.

He took another look at the merit points on the system interface...

There is still more than 1,000, and you can buy the seven-star transformation soul.

"Master... Hua Wudao asks to see you." Xiao Yuan'er's voice came from the face.

"understood."

Lu Zhou got up slowly, opened the door of the secret room, and walked towards the main hall of Motian Pavilion.

Hua Wudao stood respectfully in the hall.

After waiting for a while, I saw Lu Zhou slowly approaching.

"Hua Wudao, see the pavilion master." Hua Wudao bowed to greet him.

"Have you figured it out?"

Hua Wudao nodded: "Think clearly."

"very good."

"I'm just curious, there are so many treasures in Motian Pavilion, what is the use of this black mandarin lotus?" Hua Wudao wondered.